Don't Tell Him Poem by Sathya Narayana

Don't lend your ears to that thumping heart
and ignore those occasional jarring notes.

So true; good friend he's,
your congenital transporter,
your literal shandrydan
guiding you through emotional ups and downs!

At least don't tell him how awful he sounds.
So delicate he is,
so tender are his wheels (sans grease) .

Just keep to yourself...
but where can you keep?
Somewhere in the shandrydan itself
at some corner
without the knowledge of the owner.

So, don't tell him
The moment you tell him
He stops!